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nextgenerationmarvel2015-03-21 03:14 pm
nohoundsallowed) wrote in nextgenerationmarvel2015-03-21 03:14 pm
To Rise, First You Must Burn.
((OOC Note: This immediately follows this post and continues it on.))
Consciousness came back slowly to Headmaster Rachel Grey-Ramsey. The pain hit her faster. She groaned softly as her head and shoulder throbbed. She could sense all the chaos happening around the school, but her mind was too muddled to make sense of it. She reached up and pulled books and cracked shelving off her head and shoulders.
She knew she needed to be up and moving to protect the children. She wasn't helped by a cascade of wood and paper into her lap.
Consciousness came back slowly to Headmaster Rachel Grey-Ramsey. The pain hit her faster. She groaned softly as her head and shoulder throbbed. She could sense all the chaos happening around the school, but her mind was too muddled to make sense of it. She reached up and pulled books and cracked shelving off her head and shoulders.
She knew she needed to be up and moving to protect the children. She wasn't helped by a cascade of wood and paper into her lap.
Re: Somewhere, in New Jersey
"Sara? Angel?" He went directly toward the living room with his vegetable knife in his hand. Cedric the Scottish Terrier was right on his heels. Possibly because Aiden might have taken some of the meat on the counter with him.
At the door to the living room, Aiden's eyes widened when he saw Sara collapsed. "!"